You were that five-year-old
who always raced with me whenever we went biking
You were that eight-year-old
who used to watch cartoons with me down at your basement
You were that ten-year-old
who confessed your feelings to me right after recess
You were that twelve-year-old
who asked for my comfort whenever you got bullied by scrawny teenagers at school
You were that eighteen-year-old
who broke my heart at the very last dance of prom
You were that boy
I have grown to love
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Beautiful Catastrophe
PoetryIn this compilation of poems, the strong narrative will capture and pierce your hearts by words written in a mesmerizing style. The captivating use of language will make you see hidden messages behind the poems rather than what meets the typical eye.
